Carley
My head hurts, a pounding that feels like it is never going to stop. My ribs feel like it has been kicked a few times and my wrist feels like it has a heart of its own, pounding painfully. My mouth is dry and tastes like blood, my throat feels like I have been screaming for hours, but all of that is alright, because the pain means I am alive, that I will get to see another day and I will get to see Tristan again and tell him that it is not his fault. I know he will feel like he fell for his father's trap, that he allowed his father to play him, but I don't see it the same way. All I hope is that he was able to find his peace and that we can move on, have a happy life.
"There is no permanent damage. She has a few blisters in her mouth and throat due to the chemicals that she inha
